I felt Bryan’s hot breath on me as he peeled my panties down to around my knees. He pulled my leg closer to him, and I realized he was surreptitiously rubbing his hard cock against my calf. A whimper escaped me.

“Count the strokes, Miss Drake,” Teacher ordered. Then the first stroke of the thick wooden ruler fell on my left buttock.

“One, Sir,” I gasped.

“You are a very naughty girl, and you need to be punished,” Teacher said, then swung again.